245. I am a good emperor (6) (1/2)

245. I am a good emperor (6) (1/2)

Prime Minister Zhao was stunned.

But before he could say, "Wait a minute, Your Majesty, we can't attack the Xiongnu," Wei Mingyan on the dragon throne had already announced that he would go down to court.

A group of civil and military officials were still standing and not moving much.

They were all stunned by this strange direction.

Several elders confidently went to call Prime Minister Zhao.

"Prime Minister, why do you look unhappy?"

"Yeah, it looks uncomfortable."

They spoke words of concern, but their glances at each other were full of cunning.

Let me put it this way: "Our country, Liu, is no longer as weak as it used to be. Why can't we fight against the Huns?"

The other one said, "Think about the people who were oppressed by the Huns, Prime Minister, how can you bear it?"

"There is no shortage of food, grass, shelter and transportation. It is imperative to attack the Xiongnu."

Their impassionedness almost made the Prime Minister think that the person standing in front of him was not an old man who had long been a father, but a young man who had just joined the job and was full of energy.

As soon as he talked about the various disadvantages of attacking the Huns, these old ministers could refute him one by one. No matter how hard Prime Minister Zhao could talk, there was no chance of winning against several of them.

In fact, they were finally persuaded to go.

Yes, the Liu Kingdom was once defeated by the Huns. As long as the past humiliation is not avenged, this humiliation will continue to weigh on the Liu Kingdom. The Liu Kingdom royal family will continue to be blackmailed and oppressed by the Huns. Even the princess who should be respected , all were forced to go to the Huns for marriage.

If any of the noble ladies in the capital are attracted by the Huns, they will be unable to escape.

In the past, they had no confidence, but now, with the distribution of food, clothing, and fertilizers, the national treasury will definitely be rich. How come the Liu Kingdom has no confidence to attack the Xiongnu.

Prime Minister Zhao calmed down, and the hidden anger had subsided unconsciously, but he still said with a little complaint, "Why is it so sudden?"

It's not because I have to get ahead of you.

Several elders laughed, touched their beards, and laughed, "This is also a temporary decision, temporary, temporary."

It was decided that the Liu Kingdom would fight against the Xiongnu and regain the city that had been robbed by the Xiongnu in the past.

What pleased Prime Minister Zhao was that His Majesty, who had always only cared about having fun, actually became serious this time. He even moved his precious flowers out of the glass greenhouse to make it easier to plant potatoes and cotton.

According to Zhao Shuqing's calculations, these things will be fully mature in February and can be supplied to the army immediately.

During this period, all they have to do is hibernate.

The court of the Liu Kingdom sent a letter to the Xiongnu to return to the city, but in the end it turned out to be nothing, and there was no news from it again.

This attitude of the Xiongnu angered many people, and large quantities of supplies were sent to the border, and war was about to break out.

When the late emperor was still there, a total of seven cities in the Liu Kingdom were robbed, and the original people inside fled to death. In the end, the remaining Liu people were treated as slaves by the Huns. The women were insulted and the men were treated like livestock. , even children are used as targets for them to practice riding and shooting.

The young children were sent to the dense forest, and a big net was pulled around. The Xiongnu children were riding on horses, holding bows and arrows, competing to see who could kill the most Liu people.

After so many years, only a few of the original elders of the Liu Kingdom survived. Now those who are driven by the Huns are the children who survived the original and the children born later by the Liu Kingdom.

The Huns were not good at farming, so in the seven cities they conquered, only powerful people from several tribes with high statuses and their men could live in them. Here, the lives of the Liu people were not as good as the ants on the ground.

They hardly talk to each other, and the first thing they do when they open their eyes is to work hard, otherwise the Huns' whips will be slapped on them unceremoniously.

Even if the weather is cold now, they can't get anything to keep out the cold. They can only rely on the hard kapok quilts at home that have been used for who knows how many years to keep warm. They still have food. After all, the Huns still want them to work. Farming.

Although the taste was unpleasant, some Huns did not shy away from throwing sand into it. These Liu people, who had been oppressed for more than ten years, could only bear to eat it.

Each of the seven cities was once prosperous, but now, the total number of survivors in the seven cities is less than a thousand.

If you freeze to death, starve to death, or be beaten to death, even if you are pregnant, you may die in the mother's womb. If you are born, and you happen to be born in the cold winter, it is almost impossible to survive.

The former Liu State regarded these seven cities as forbidden words, not only because they could not accept that the once so powerful Liu State could not even protect its own city, but also because some people's in-laws were in them, and they did not dare to think about what was inside. What life is really like.

The late emperor had sent people to bring back the nobles from the seven cities, but the Huns were unwilling to let them go.

To be precise, they couldn't find anyone to return it to Liu Guo.

When the Xiongnu entered the city, the first victims were often the nobles who lived in big houses, and you could tell at a glance that they were wealthy nobles.

They all know that there must be gold, silver and jewelry hidden here, the house is full of food, and even the women are much more beautiful than those in ordinary people's homes.

At that time, the Huns had no intention of taking prisoners. They killed the men they saw, captured and humiliated the beautiful women, and treated the young children as normal.

At the end of the day, only a handful of nobles could survive.

Among those seven cities, there are always marriages with the officials in Kyoto. After so many years, Kyoto has been prosperous, but there is not a word about the seven cities.

The young princes only knew that the late emperor had ceded seven cities to the Xiongnu during his reign, but they had no idea that there might be their blood relatives in those cities.

Fan Yuancai, who was in Lang's mansion, was still forced to learn martial arts from the master under Lang Su's supervision. When he knew that the imperial court was definitely going to war with the Xiongnu, he refused to practice even if he was alive.

"I don't want to practice. His Majesty said that if I practice well, we will all go to the border. The Huns are extremely cruel. Wherever we go, there is no way to survive!"

This time, no matter whether Lang Su used aggressive tactics or directly hit him, Fan Yuancai was so scared that he hid in the room and refused to go to the martial arts field again.

He has been raised in the palm of his hand since he was a child. He has always just told his mother what he wants. Other men are forced to study by their families, but he has never had such troubles and has always been so smooth. When I grew up smoothly, I never imagined that I would have to go to such a scary place as the border.

Even if the martial arts masters took him directly to the martial arts training ground and beat him like they did to Lang Su before, Fan Yuancai would still refuse to practice.

Lang Su was very angry at him, "Why are you so worthless? So what if you meet the Huns? We, a seven-foot man, are still afraid of a mere Huns?"

"You are very skilled in martial arts, so you won't be afraid anymore. I have been weak since I was a child. I can't lift my shoulders or fight with my hands. What if I am sent to the border and get seriously ill before the Huns come?"

Fan Yuan had just been beaten, and now his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was almost tearful, holding Lang Su's arm and begging, "Lang Su, help me intercede with His Majesty, I really don't want to go..."

The two of them had sympathy for each other and had developed a bit of friendship over time, but they were directly abandoned by Lang Su at this moment. He dragged Fan Yuan to the martial arts training ground cruelly, "No! If you don't practice, won't I? I have to be trapped in the house all the time, so hurry up and practice!”

"I don't want it, I don't practice——"

At dusk, Fan Yuan escaped from the clutches of the two martial arts masters. He did not go back to the house with Lang Su, but hid in the rockery in Lang's house and wiped his tears.

He didn't want to practice martial arts. It was tiring and painful, and he had to go to the battlefield.

If you go to the battlefield, have your hands and feet chopped off, and one of your eyeballs falls off, how will you be able to marry the young lady in the future?

If you are unlucky, your life will be lost there and you will not be able to bring it back.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Fan Yuan carefully stretched out his red eyes from crying, and quietly looked around. Seeing no one around, he quickly got out of the rockery, rushed to the wall, touched it tentatively, and climbed up with a few kicks. Up the wall.

His practice during this period was somewhat effective. At least he climbed the wall smoothly and landed outside in a short while.

Fan Yuancai was actually a little scared in his heart. After all, it was His Majesty who asked him to come to Lang's Mansion. If he sneaked out, it would be disrespectful and disrespectful. However, this fear could not resist the fear of facing the Huns. He bit Gritting his teeth, he wiped the tears that were blown dryly on his face by the wind, and walked towards home.

He went home to find his mother, who loved him the most and would definitely tell his father to plead with His Majesty.

If these are his punishments for disrespecting His Majesty, such a long time should be enough.

Fan Yuancai wiped away his tears and walked forward. Behind him, two martial arts masters skillfully climbed out of the wall, looked at each other, and followed him silently.

They were not dabblers like Fan Yuancai. Fan Yuancai didn't realize that he was followed by anyone until they arrived at Fan's house.

Now the sky has darkened slightly, and the door of Fan's house is closed. He was about to go up and knock on the door. Suddenly he thought that the fact that he went to Lang's Mansion because of His Majesty's order had already been spread by those princes. If he went back in an open and honest manner now, he would definitely It's not okay. If you are seen, it will be the crime of deceiving the emperor.

Thinking about what would happen to him if His Majesty blamed him, Fan Yuan, who had originally escaped because of his grievances, became afraid again.

But as soon as he moved, the place where he had been beaten during the day throbbed. Fan Yuancai's skin was tender, and he grinned in pain no matter how many times he was beaten. Being carried by this pain, the fear in his heart seemed to be released. Quite a few.

He first went into the house, found his mother, and asked her to intercede with his father.

After making up his mind, Fan Yuan found a shorter wall and climbed in.

Fan Yuancai grew up here since he was a child, so he was naturally very familiar with the Fan family. Adhering to the idea of ​​never letting anyone see him, he used his dexterous posture to avoid the passing maids and servants, whispering | I entered my mother's yard.

——It turned out to be in vain.

He then thought again, at this time, his mother must be in his sister's house.

Fan Yuancai quickly continued to avoid the servants and maids, and arrived at his sister's courtyard.

After passing by, he found that all the servants and maids were outside the door, but there was no one in the courtyard. He was overjoyed that this was the best. He climbed over the wall skillfully and went in. When he got to the open window, he happened to look at his sister-in-law and his mother. conversation.

Fan Yuancai immediately smiled in surprise on his face, and was about to call them when he heard his always gentle sister-in-law say worriedly, "Mother should think of something. I heard from Xiu'er that your majesty wants to reuse her." Brother, what will Yuanjie do if he gets involved?"

His expression froze, and he subconsciously hid back, listening to the conversation of the people in the room.

Fan Yuanjie is his younger brother, only five years old. He has always been his mother's sweetheart. Although Fan Yuancai doesn't like children very much, he really loves this younger brother.

But what does sister mean? Even if His Majesty really puts him in high regard, he is the eldest brother. How can Yuanjie not be the best?

"Well, Ru'er, you are always so reckless. Not to mention that your eldest brother has mediocre qualifications since he was a child, and he was pampered by me when he grew up. Even if he gets His Majesty's favor, he is afraid that he will not be able to practice anything. Just say that he thinks he is My dear, if he really gets any benefit, how can he still help Yuanjie with his stupid temper? "

Mrs. Fan had a gentle face and calmly taught her daughter, "Don't show anything in front of him to make him suspicious."

"He is so stupid, even if I reveal something, so what." The tone of the sister-in-law in the room is no longer the gentleness it once was, but full of contempt, "Mom, don't worry, there is no time when I didn't say what he did. What."

"That's true." Mrs. Fan in the room smiled, "If you hadn't coaxed him to go to the Zhao family to cancel the engagement, my Ru'er with such a good appearance would have married such a loser."

The young and beautiful lady in the room also laughed at first, and then nervously pulled her mother's sleeve and asked shyly, "Mother, does your majesty really know how to choose someone to enter the palace?"

"Of course, the wife of the Zhao family has eight years left to enter the palace. How could a young man like your majesty not have anyone to take care of her for eight years? My Ru'er is so good-looking and your father is in an official position. As long as he enters the palace, The last one is a concubine. By the time the Zhao family’s young lady enters the palace, my son has already won over His Majesty’s heart, so there is no place for her..."

Both mother and daughter were beautiful, but the words they spoke made Fan Yuancai feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Is he not his mother's biological son?

How could this be possible? He had grown up in his mother's room since he was a child. He had always thought that his mother loved him so much that he could get what he wanted by making trouble and crying.

But now, his mother, whom he truly respected, and his beloved sister, were full of contempt for him, fearing that he would cause trouble and hinder his younger brother.

The maid outside the house looked at the sky and entered the yard, wanting to remind his wife that it was time to go back and rest. Fan Yuancai was still standing in the distance with a dazed look on her face, not realizing that she was about to come.

A martial arts master who was climbing up a tree to hide in a few moments popped a stone. Fan Yuancai was hit in the right leg with pain, and he came out of this trance. When he raised his eyes, he saw the maid entering the yard. , quickly turned over, and while she was still looking this way, he climbed over the wall by stepping on the flower pot underneath.

The martial arts masters all chuckled as they looked at his neat skills.

Let's just say that this guy and Lang Su are both geniuses. Two days of fishing and three days of drying nets will do it. If you are serious about it, it will be even better.

Here, Lang's mansion welcomes distinguished guests.

When Wei Mingyan arrived, Lang Su was holding a long spear and practicing the new moves he learned during the day on the martial arts field.

Although he had been able to defeat two martial arts masters, he could only do so with bare hands. If both sides had weapons, Lang Su would have no choice but to admit defeat.

Although His Majesty said he wanted Fan Yuancai to study hard, Lang Su was just a sparring partner, but since he was locked up in the mansion and had no other talents, he naturally could only practice with him. Occasionally when he sparred with Fan Yuancai, he could avenge his personal revenge and beat him up. The boy had a meal.

What was originally a playful exercise immediately became serious after learning that the DPRK had decided to go to war with the Huns.

Lang Su is a gentleman, and there is no way a gentleman would not want to take up a sword and go to the battlefield.

Of course, that guy Fan Yuancai doesn't count.

He had the nerve to spread his sissy character everywhere before. He really should have moved the bronze mirror when he was crying and begging Master Wu not to practice martial arts so that Fan Yuan could take a good look at who the sissy character was.

While Lang Su was preoccupied with thinking about where Fan Yuancai was slacking off, he completed the finishing touches and imagined how he would assassinate him if there was an enemy standing in front of him.

As a result, as soon as the gun was put away, it met the eyes of the current emperor.

Wei Mingyan was dressed in white today, with a piece of fur covering his body, but he didn't look bloated. Standing in the cold wind, when he looked at that handsome face, he almost scared Lang Su out of his martial arts practice. Fell down on the field.

He didn't dare to think nonsense now, and quickly came down from the martial arts training ground, "The common people have seen your Majesty..."

Before he could even kneel down, the emperor in regular clothes held his arm, "Okay, there aren't so many rules outside."

Lang Su has been practicing martial arts for such a long time, and his skills are pretty good. As a result, he was lifted up steadily by His Majesty just now. Looking at the look on his face, there was no trace of reluctance.

Is it possible that His Majesty also knows martial arts?

After being locked up in the mansion for so long, he was no longer the ignorant playboy he once was. Now that he noticed it, he was just secretly frightened and did not dare to show anything.

"I see that you have practiced well. If I want you to follow General Hu to recapture the seven cities of our Liu Kingdom, will you be willing?"

Lang Su's eyes immediately lit up and he replied without thinking, "The grassroots are willing!"

Establishing meritorious service and killing enemies on the battlefield are what men should do.

Wei Mingyan saw the expectation in his eyes and laughed loudly, "Okay, you are ambitious. You are worthy of being my nephew."

Lang Su was now filled with the thought that he could finally go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. He didn't care that His Majesty would have eight years to truly become his uncle. He just straightened his chest and his eyes were full of pride.

He can't learn literature, but he can still go to the battlefield and kill the enemy. After his achievements, he will ask his mother for a favor!

While I was thinking about it, I heard the emperor in front of me ask casually, "Where is Fan Yuancai? Why don't I practice with you?"

This coward must have gone to the rockery to cry secretly again.

Every time I thought that others didn't know, I didn't think about it, but the rockery was cleaned every day, so how could he not be found.

Lang Su didn't know how to tell His Majesty. When he was in trouble, he heard a heavy object falling to the ground.

The group of people looked over and came across a fair, tender face that had been crying for a long time and was slightly chubby.

Zhang Yuan looked at the wall, then at Fan Yuancai who had just climbed out of the wall, and his eyes immediately widened.

His Majesty ordered that he be locked up in Lang's house and not allowed to leave. Fan Yuan dared to sneak out. This was simply a naked act of disrespect!

He wanted to stand up and shout audibly, but he quietly raised his eyes to look at His Majesty, who had no anger on his face, and then quietly retreated.

Fan Yuancai saw them as soon as he turned around, and was shocked. Then he quickly stepped forward and knelt directly on the ground.

"The common people are guilty."

His face was more numb than expressionless.

Lang Su, who had just reacted, was stunned with such a look on his face waiting to be dealt with.

Isn’t he good at crying and begging for mercy?

Your Majesty has caught you all. Why don't you cry and beg your Majesty to give him a lighter sentence? Aren't you waiting to be beheaded?

After all, Lang Su was not such a cold-hearted person, especially since the two of them had developed some feelings for each other during this period. He gritted his teeth and knelt beside Fan Yuancai.

"You two, are you here to plead guilty to me?"

Wei Mingyan's expression turned playful, "Lang Su, you didn't make a mistake, why are you kneeling down?"

Lang Su opened his mouth, made a mental note to Fan Yuancai, and begged, "Your Majesty, Fan Yuancai did not deliberately disobey the imperial edict. Please spare his life."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the person kneeling next to him, trying to get him to use the trick of crying and begging for mercy. However, he saw that Fan Yuancai's face was covered with tears that had been blown away by the cold wind, and his eyes were red and swollen. He didn't want to give anything to himself at all. The look of justification.

This guy was stunned by the cold when he left the house.

Lang Su gritted his teeth. If Fan Yuancai didn't say anything himself, he could only say it. Just as he was getting ready, he saw two more figures coming out of the wall.

But unlike Fan Yuancai's loud sound, the two martial arts masters even landed silently.

They immediately saw the emperor standing in front of the martial arts training ground, and quickly came forward and knelt down.

As a result, four people knelt down in front of Wei Mingyan.

The two martial arts masters knelt at the front and reported respectfully, "Your Majesty, Mr. Fan has gone to the yard of the second lady of the Fan family."

"I understand."

Wei Mingyan glanced at Fan Yuancai, who looked numb, and raised his eyebrows, "Okay, everyone, get up."

"I'm not one of those people who just screams and kills you. The best I can do is throw you to the border to atone for your sins."

"Fan Yuancai, come here."

Although Fan Yuancai was completely numb now, he still responded to the call from the most noble emperor in the world. He stood up with a sad look on his face and followed Wei Mingyan to the other side.

Lang Su watched the two martial arts masters stand up, and quickly followed them carefully.

"Master, are you following Fan Yuancai?"

"Did His Majesty ask you to follow?"

"Master, why don't you speak?"

Seeing that the two martial arts masters were as motionless as sculptures, Lang Su cautiously stretched out his fingers, tentatively poking their shoulders.

The martial arts master who was about to be poked turned his head and looked at Lang Su with an indifferent expression, successfully making his fingertips stiff and not daring to move forward.

Lang Su laughed awkwardly a few times, and had no choice but to stand where he was, craning his neck to see what was going on at Fan Yuancai's side.

The emperor stood and led Fan Yuancai all the way to the pond. Looking at the lake that had frozen due to the cold, he said softly, "Your biological mother also drowned in the lake in winter."

Fan Yuan, who had been silent since he followed, suddenly raised his head and stared blankly at the man in a white cloak in front of him.

Wei Mingyan looked at the frozen lake and continued, "Your mother is your father's first wife. Her natal family is in Rongcheng. In the year when Rongcheng was attacked by the Huns, your mother returned to her hometown for funeral. On the way back, she got News of the attack on Rongcheng.”

"After she returned to the capital, the news that Rongcheng was breached had spread throughout the capital. At that time, perhaps because your mother had just returned from Rongcheng and another servant died of illness, there were some rumors."

"After that, she committed suicide in the lake. Mr. Fan later married his step-in-law and removed your mother's name. You were recorded under the step-in-law's name. No one in the Fan family mentioned your mother again."

Fan Yuancai's eyes were red and he clenched his fists tightly, "Your Majesty, my mother is really..."

Wei Mingyan shook his head as if sighing, "What I found is that your mother is innocent."

"It's just rumors that mislead people and no one believes her."

No one believes her...

Just because of this light word, she abandoned herself and threw herself into the lake.

And he, who was born as a human son, did not know the existence of his biological mother until he was so old.

"The people I sent to investigate have returned. Your mother's family still has some traces of blood in Rongcheng. I originally wanted to send you to Rongcheng to bring back your blood relatives, but if you don't want to, I won't. Will force it.”

Fan Yuancai kept looking at the lake, as if he saw a woman jumping in despair on the frozen lake.

He didn't cry this time, but his eyes were redder.

Lang Su craned his neck to look, and saw that His Majesty said something to Fan Yuancai, and he knelt down again while he was standing.

He also kowtowed heavily several times.

what's the situation?

Your Majesty wants to drag Fan Yuancai out and chop him down?

Is he begging for mercy?

Lang Su was watching, but saw His Majesty turning around, looking in his direction with a pair of eyes that should be sharp but always seemed to be smiling.

He waved, and before Lang Su could decide whether to go over or not, he saw that the martial arts master beside him had already walked over.

The handsome king wearing a white cloak didn't know what he said to Master Wu. After he finished speaking, Master Wu also looked at Lang Su.

Lang Su felt a little scared and subconsciously took a step back.

As soon as he finished retreating, he saw that the smile on Wei Mingyan's face became more obvious.

A little panicked.

It doesn't feel good.

His Majesty left, and two martial arts masters gathered around him.

"Mr. Lang, Your Majesty said that the young master wants to go to the battlefield, so we will pretend to be enemies and fight with the young master with wooden sticks."

Lang Su didn't understand the malicious intent of this sentence at first.

Until the martial arts masters used wooden sticks wrapped in cowhide to poke him all over his body with bruises. He turned over at night, it hurt a little, then turned back in pain, and then hurt again.

It's simply terrible.

What surprised Lang Su the most was Fan Yuancai, who suddenly became able to endure hardships.

He couldn't stand being beaten like this, so Fan Yuancai actually remained silent.

What on earth did His Majesty say to him to be so effective?

Thinking of His Majesty's mysterious smile when he looked at him that day, Lang Su's whole body tensed up.

Could it be related to him?

He couldn't help but think about why Fan Yuancai was suddenly so diligent if it had anything to do with him.

Apart from giving Fan Yuancai a reward if he beat him, he really couldn't think of anything else.

Lang Su was just thinking when he suddenly saw Fan Yuan slumped aside and quietly got up, put on his clothes and went out without making a sound.

He quickly followed and saw this guy practicing martial arts in the moonlight on the martial arts training ground.

OK!

She actually worked hard secretly behind his back!

Lang Su held his breath in his heart, jumped onto the stage, took a spear and had a fight with Fan Yuancai.

Lang Su had been practicing martial arts for a longer time, and Fan Yuancai had refused to take it seriously before, so naturally he was defeated in the end.

After putting away the gun, he looked at Lang Su in surprise, "Why are you here too?"

When he mentioned this, Lang Su became furious. He raised his head and said arrogantly, "Why, I can't come to this martial arts training ground?"

"If you want to practice martial arts from now on, you have to call me no matter how late it is."

He made it clear and wanted to see if Fan Yuancai dared to practice secretly behind his back.

With such a tone, Fan Yuancai's heart felt warm as if he had been soaking in ice water all day.

He tried his best to smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Lang Su: "What?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to tell the truth, Fan Yuan felt warmer in his heart and his smile became more genuine. He threw the gun aside, picked up the wooden stick put aside, and said with a smile, "Come on, let's practice this."

Just practice, no one is afraid of whom!

Lang Su also picked up the wooden stick immediately. Both of them had similar talents in martial arts. After practicing for a while like the martial arts masters during the day, they actually became good at it.

The two martial arts masters were sitting on the tree, watching the two young men hitting each other, and they were extremely satisfied in their hearts.

If they always have this kind of energy and really go to the battlefield, they may not be able to become a general in the future.

***

The imperial court was making intensive preparations, and the news of the war quickly spread throughout Kyoto. All those fair-faced and beardless gentlemen had been forced to learn martial arts for so long by their families. of them.

Now when they heard that the imperial court would definitely take back the seven cities, they all screamed and insisted on joining the army.

They have been learning martial arts for so long. If they don't join the army, wouldn't it be a waste?

The elders who had detained these juniors to practice martial arts before had a headache. They were willing to let their children practice martial arts, but that did not mean they were willing to throw away the hope of these families on the battlefield.

Swords and guns have no eyes, just look at how the families of those military attaches withered.

During the late emperor's time, the military attaches were very happy to have babies when they returned home, but even so, not many survived in the end.

Even if these little brats go through hell in Kyoto, I still have me to support them, but if they leave Kyoto and stand in front of the Huns, who will give them face?

Now the elders no longer forced them to practice martial arts. They gave them enough money one by one and allowed them to go to Kyoto and play whatever they wanted, as long as they didn't clamor to fight the Huns.

However, they did not expect that Lang Su and Fan Yuan, who were imprisoned in the mansion, were released from prison and began to move around in Kyoto.

These two were once bitter rivals, but now they can be regarded as brothers. Both of them were trained by the martial arts masters sent from the palace. They would not be able to compete with those in Kyoto who learned martial arts for a few days and felt that they were powerful. The noble disciples directly convinced people without any effort at all.

They had not come out for such a long time, and as soon as they came out they found that the wind in Kyoto had changed.

From 'Whoever is the best at playing, can find fun places, and has the money to treat everyone to play is the boss', to 'Whoever is the best at fighting, the coolest and can beat everyone is the boss'.

So what are you waiting for? Neither of them are the kind of low-key guys. They used to like to hang out with their friends. Now that they have such a rare opportunity, they have to seize it.

Within a few days, all the distinguished disciples in Kyoto were following behind them.

They also raised funds to build a martial arts training ground in Kyoto, and their daily entertainment activities ranged from cockfights, cats, dogs and friends to various martial arts competitions.

Even these playboys who liked to play around changed their temper because they wanted to attack the Xiongnu. The people who were originally worried about the war gradually became relieved.

They were not satisfied with playing by themselves, so they took the silver coins and came out to set up the arena. If anyone won, the silver coins would go to that person.

For these men who have had a silver spoon in their mouths since they were born, those coins are just their pocket money, but for ordinary people, it is a lot of money.

If you get that kind of money, you won't be able to buy a house in Kyoto, but you will have no problem marrying a wife.

Immediately, the idle men who were just watching the excitement came one by one, but they only had some strength at most, which was different from the noble disciples who had learned from Master Wu.

When the arena was set for the third day, His Majesty in the palace certainly would not miss the excitement. He went to the Prime Minister's Mansion and negotiated an appointment with Zhao Shuqing.

This time, Zhao Shuqing was accompanied by a girl who was also wearing a white cloak and dressed as a man.

It is the future queen Zhao Shujiu.

Zhao Shuqing's face didn't look good all the way. Anyone whose ten-year-old sister was engaged to a twenty-year-old adult man and was asked to take him out to watch the ring together would not be happy at all.

Even if he is a modern person, he knows that the two parties cannot meet before they are married. How come the emperor who is smiling at his sister in front of him doesn't know.

But when he refused, the shameless guy over there somehow managed to convince Dad.

Zhao Shuqing really couldn't figure out why these people were more open-minded than the other, even though he was a modern person.

Oh, no.

He should have discovered this long ago.

After all, modern people are not open enough to let a ten-year-old child get engaged to a twenty-year-old person.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shuqing's expression froze again.

His cold face did not affect Wei Mingyan's good mood. He even ignored Zhao Shuqing's death ray and sat next to Zhao Shujiu with a smile, pointing to her and explaining.

"Look, the one who is a bit fat and wearing blue is Fan Yuancai. He is good at martial arts. Although he is a bit fat, he will definitely have a bright future if he joins the army."

The previous nervousness had been completely forgotten when he was on the carriage and listened to what the person in front of him said all the way. Zhao Shujiu had not been out a few times since he was born. Even when he went out, he was always sitting in a sedan, and rarely could he really look at this place. Kyoto.

After listening to Wei Mingyan's words, he immediately looked down curiously and saw the slightly rounded Fan Yuancai holding a spear and competing with a commoner.

He moved very quickly, and it didn't take long for the people to throw down their guns and admit defeat.

Watching the common people come up to the stage one after another, and go down dejectedly, the little girl turned her head and looked at Wei Mingyan with some confusion, "Since these common people can't win, why do they have to set up an arena again?"

"Of course it's because..."

Wei Mingyan was smiling and about to explain in a warm voice when Zhao Shuqing, who had been sitting there in a dull tone and had a cold face the whole time, suddenly interrupted, "I'm so bored."

Both people by the window cast their gazes on his face. Zhao Shuqing felt guilty, but with a cold look on his face, he forcefully explained, "These people were boring before. You should know it when you see Lang Su underneath. "

Hearing Lang Su's name, Zhao Shujiu nodded hesitantly.

As for her nephew, who was older than her, because of her biological relationship, whenever he did something and got beaten, his glorious deeds would always reach her ears. Zhao Shujiu still agreed with the statement that Lang Su was boring.

Wei Mingyan said from the side, "Don't listen to your brother's nonsense. They are here to refine their martial arts."

"But these people have no martial arts skills?"

Zhao Shujiu's eyes were immediately attracted to the emperor's face, and his fair face with some baby fat was full of curiosity.

Seeing the twenty-year-old ancient emperor smiling at his sister again, Zhao Shuqing could hardly help gritting his teeth. His face was no longer cold, but dark.

"The Huns actually have no martial arts." Facing the young child in front of him, Wei Mingyan's attitude was much gentler. He explained in a gentle voice, "The Huns lived on the grassland and made a living by raising cattle and sheep. There are few resources on the grassland, and there are frequent disputes and conflicts among several Xiongnu tribes. The reason why they are good at fighting is because they have been fighting with other tribes since they were young. "

"Compared with martial arts, the Huns are all about brute force. Lang Su and Fan Yuan just set up this arena to practice how to deal with the Huns in the future."

Zhao Shujiu's slightly rounded eyes immediately showed surprise, "It turns out they are so far-sighted."

"Ah."

Zhao Shuqing, who was sitting in front of the table, sneered.

This voice immediately attracted Zhao Shujiu's attention. When she turned around, she realized that her brother's expression was wrong. She quickly went to his side and asked worriedly, "Second brother, are you feeling unwell?"

Because of the illness in the previous ten years, the whole Zhao family had the impression that Zhao Shuqing was frail. Seeing his ugly face at this moment, Zhao Shujiu immediately panicked.

Seeing the anxious look in the eyes of the cute little girl in front of him, Zhao Shuqing ignored his stinky face and replied, "It's nothing."

Fearing that his sister would be seduced by that ancient emperor who was even more shameless than modern people, Zhao Shuqing quickly picked up a cake on the table and placed it in his sister's hand.

"Jiu'er, this is delicious. Sit down and eat this."

Zhao Shujiu held the snacks and a sweet smile immediately appeared on his face, "Thank you, second brother."

She sat down obediently and started eating bite by bite.

Looking at his sister eating the pastry seriously, Zhao Shuqing just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the emperor who had been watching the fun by the window crowded over and said, "Jiu'er, what are you eating? It looks delicious. ”

Zhao Shujiu raised his head, and there was a bit of pastry crumbs on his fair cheeks and the corner of his mouth, "It seems to be Cuirong cake."

Zhao Shuqing watched Wei Mingyan's eyes reach his sister's mouth, and immediately became alert. He quickly stood up, took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his sister's mouth.

"Well?"

Zhao Shujiu, who was talking, raised his eyes and looked at his brother in confusion.

Facing the crystal clear eyes on her lovely face, Zhao Shuqing's heart softened, but he said in a cold voice, "It's stained with cakes."

Fortunately, Zhao Shujiu had long been accustomed to his brother's tone, so he obediently raised his head and let him wipe it, "Thank you, second brother."

You're welcome, just don't let that ancient guy rub it.

"Huh?"

Wei Mingyan, who didn't know when he arrived at the bedside, suddenly asked in surprise, "Is there anyone who can tie with Fan Yuancai?"

Zhao Shuqing shook the veil indifferently and took it back into his arms.

If it's a tie, it's a tie. There's nothing to make a fuss about.

The king over there was still broadcasting, "Fan Yuancai lost. It seems that Lang Su is going to have a fight with him."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and smiled at the two brothers and sisters, "In my opinion, Lang Su can't win. Just wait and see him leave the game in embarrassment."

Lang Su left the stage in embarrassment?

It seems interesting.

Zhao Shuqing stood up with an indifferent look on his face, stood by the window and looked down, and sure enough he saw Lang Su and the strange big man both holding long guns. The two of them were going back and forth, it was very lively.

This is much more exciting than what you see on TV.

His eyes lit up slightly, and he leaned against the window, looking very attentive.

Behind him, Wei Mingyan quietly left the window and sat next to Zhao Shujiu, who was still concentrating on eating cakes. He took out a sieve cup from his arms.

He smiled proudly at Zhao Shujiu on his handsome face, "I learned something fun, let me show it to you."

"You tell me how many you want, and I can shake them out."

Zhao Shuqing did not notice at all that his sister behind him was being coaxed by the ancient emperor to hesitate in reporting the numbers, and was still looking downstairs intently.

This fight can indeed be called exciting. Lang Su's talent has been praised by both martial arts masters. He can memorize the opponent's moves and then quickly apply what he learned. But now, the one on the opposite side looks like A big man who is at least thirty years old remembers it faster than him.

The two were fighting fiercely, and the onlookers gathered more and more excitedly.

This arena has been set up for three days. Is it possible that someone can really get that silver?

Zhao Shuqing had never seen such a competition. As a modern man, he finally understood what martial arts was.

In the end, Lang Su was defeated and was forced to jump off the stage by a spear.

The unruly attitude in his eyes that had always been extremely successful in martial arts was finally suppressed by this failure. He cupped his fists and said, "I lost."

Lang Su lost, but Zhao Shuqing didn't bother to look at his embarrassment. His eyes lit up slightly, but his face was cold.

Even his tone was light, "I want to practice martial arts."

"OK."

Wei Mingyan was shaking the dice when he heard what his future brother-in-law said, and he agreed smoothly, "I'll send someone to your house."

"By the way, the guards following me are pretty good at martial arts. Do you want to learn from me now?"

Zhao Shuqing's eyes brightened again and he nodded without thinking, "Learn."

The guard who had been following Wei Mingyan and looked like an ordinary boy came forward.

"Get into a horse stance first."

"Zamabu?"

Just thinking that the luxuriously dressed young man in front of him didn't know what zamabu meant, the guard immediately made a standard zamabu posture.

Zhao Shuqing looked at his very inconspicuous movement and asked quietly, "Does learning martial arts require a horse stance?"

"nature."

He nodded and sat back expressionlessly, "I won't study anymore."

Tilting his head, Wei Mingyan opened the sieve cup, "Look! Three sixes!"

Zhao Shujiu's eyes were bright, and his cheeks turned red with excitement, "It's amazing!"

Zhao Shuqing, whose mind was filled with the thought that "the competition requires such an ugly posture first" completely forgot that he had previously thought about how to isolate this ancient emperor from his sister.

He also looked at the three sixes in the sieve cup.

After looking at it for a long time, he said, "Awesome."

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